A Day AT the Beach

I want to dedicate this poem to my mum, sister, Nat, Sami for going to the beach with me every year.

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Hot, soft sand under my feet
As I walk briskly into the crowded beach
Sea breeze presses on my bare skin
I start digging a hole and others join in

The wave seems beautiful as it gathers strength
But is crashes down on me like a white wash sumo
I crawl battered and tired from the swell
and paddle to calmer waters to relax and chill

I lie down silently on my board
looking up at the harsh sun
suddenly I’m feeling drowsy and slow
and gently close my eyes

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